Looks like Mrs. Loris must have met with misfortune!

William put away his pocket watch and thought to himself.

In order to remind himself, William also added a vibration function to the pocket watch, when a creature triggers the highest level of alarm, this pocket watch will send out a non-stop vibration to remind William.

It's time to get up and go to that hallway, thinking of this, William hurriedly said goodbye to Myrtle and ran towards the corridor on the second floor, not forgetting to add a phantom charm to himself as he ran.

He needed to get the signal he had set up there before the crowd arrived.

Devices that cast invisibility spells could fool incomplete journals, but certainly not Dumbledore, who was equally good at magical perception.

It would not be good if Lao Deng noticed that he was doing something in his school.

With this in mind, William walked quickly, and within a few minutes he came to the corridor where the accident had occurred.

The basilisk and Ginny were long gone, leaving behind a stiff, ginger creature hanging on the wall, the petrified Lady Loris.

William, who was under the illusion spell, looked around, he should have been the first young wizard to reach the scene of the crime.

While no one noticed, he quickly packed up the pressure sensing device arranged at the entrance and exit of the corridor.

In fact, William was only testing his device this time, and he needed to make sure that the little thing he had invented had any effect on the basilisk, otherwise he could have sneaked back to the Great Hall just now, and then walked to this corridor with all the students.

"Fluorescent flicker!" Having taken care of everything, William once again came to the petrified Lady Loris, and he waved his wand, and the silver ball of light bursting from the tip of the wand illuminated everything in the hallway.

He stared at the wall next to him, where a striking line of writing had been scrawled: The Chamber of Secrets had been opened, and the heir was the enemy, be wary.

William pouted, and to be honest, he couldn't guess what Slytherin was thinking, so he would be frustrated and leave a basilisk that would eliminate all Muggle wizards.

At that time, was the feud between him and Muggle wizards so great?

Can you do such a crazy thing for the sake of a battle of ideas?

You know, whether it's pure-blood wizards or those Muggle wizards, in general, they are all students who go to Hogwarts!

What made him even more incomprehensible was that his offspring, Tom Riddle, who was not very normal, really planned to do this!

And what did he think?

Yes, Voldemort is the only Slytherin descendant who can stand up to scrutiny, and his mother comes from an ancient wizarding family, the Gaunts.

This is a direct descendant of Salazar Slytherin, in addition to the long and outrageous family genealogy, the most notable sign is that the wizards of this family have been assigned to Slytherin House since ancient times, without exception, and every member of the clan is born with a parseltongue, born to master the language of snakes and can communicate with snakes.

If it weren't for the Gaunt family's own death, I'm afraid they would still be at the top of the British wizarding world.

Marriage between close relatives is a red line that cannot be touched.

Nor would it be wise to take such radical measures in order to maintain the purity of the so-called bloodline.

If the diary is not a patient with advanced secondary disease, then there must be a reason that he did not think of.

To be honest, William felt that the latter was a little more likely, because there was a very obvious suspicion about why not a single student died in this basilisk attack.

None of them looked directly into the basilisk for a variety of reasons, and it would be too much of a coincidence if it all came down to luck.

When such coincidences happen too many times, there are definitely things in the dark that I haven't noticed.

What's more, if the basilisk really carried out Salazar's order to clean up all the Muggle wizards, then even if it was turned into a stone statue, it would probably be impossible to escape death.

Smashing a petrified wizard is no hard task.

What's going on?

Even if it is combined with the memories of his previous life, William has a lot of things that he can't figure out, so he simply puts this doubt aside first.

Look in the direction where Lady Loris was petrified, where there was a large puddle of water on the ground.

Lady Loris must have seen the basilisk in the reflection in the water, and then Ginny, who was controlled by the diary, hung it on the torch stand on the wall, and William restored the situation at the time of the crime step by step.

However, why should the diary be so angry, Filch probably didn't know where it was when he entered school.

Was he the caretaker of Hogwarts at that time?

It's just to create an atmosphere of panic, in that case it's too low-level!

After complaining to himself about Voldemort in his youth, William observed the poor cat again.

"Is this what it looks like when you're petrified?" William's eyes were full of intellectual curiosity.

The basilisk's gaze is undoubtedly more advanced than the usual petrification charm, and if you are unfortunate enough to be petrified, only a resurrection potion prepared with a mandrake will save your life.

It does not follow the petrification spell with the loss of the spell's magic over time, causing the victim to emerge from the petrified state.

William tentatively cast a few regular detection spells, and before he could do any further research, the sound of several people running in a haphazard manner could be heard at the end of the hallway.

Immediately after that, there was the sound of the trio gasping for air!

"Ahh William, what are you doing? Hermione looked at William, who was fiddling with Lady Loris with his wand not far from the hallway, and his mouth grew in disbelief and let out a howl comparable to that of a banshee.

"Don't get excited, Miss Granger. As you can see, I'm judging the cat's situation, and I didn't do it. Explaining to the sluggish trio, William turned around again and continued to tinker with the scrawny cat with his wand.

He was judging whether Lady Loris, who was in a petrified state, was alive or dead, or was in a state somewhere in between.

"Isn't that really what you did?" Harry quietly drew his wand.

"Nonsense, otherwise what am I standing here for? If I really did it, would a few of you find out? William said to Harry without looking back.